The necromancer just wants to plant trees.

Chapter 448: Clues to the Rootless River

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"Fading Dragon?"

There was a hint of solemnity in Matthew's eyes.

This guy is one of the four giants in the ancient land, on par with the Eye Demon Sword Master, the God Eater Queen and the End Giant.

Unexpectedly, the second ticket would fall into his hands.

However, next to the silver pillar rising into the sky, Matthew only saw the shadow of the Fading Dragon himself.

But there was no sight of the God Eater Queen and the End Giant.

I don't know where they both ran off to.

Considering that Telast appeared with the Eye Demon Swordmaster, the people who were originally with him have also disappeared.

Matthew suspected that during the process of entering the Blood-Drinking Mountain.

There was a wave of friction between Terrast and his group and the strong men from the ancient land.

Most people then dispersed among themselves.

But there is a high probability that they have all entered the ancient city of Crafa and may appear at any time in the vortex of fighting for tickets to Paradise Lost.

pity.

Telast is now fighting in the Dark Kingdom.

The Eye Demon Sword Master is also comprehending the true meaning of Telast's swordsmanship.

Matthew had no way to verify his conjecture.

From another perspective, the second ticket appeared faster than Matthew expected.

No one knows whether the third ticket will appear immediately.

This means that Paradise Lost could open at any time.

The atmosphere in the ancient city of Krafa will become more tense and intense.

Everyone is waiting for that moment.

But no one can get the specific information of the third ticket.

All we can do is wait for fate to come.

It depends a lot on luck.

"It's not necessarily luck. If my guess is correct, then everyone came here because of the call of Paradise Lost."

"The spirit of Paradise Lost must have had prior knowledge of each person."

"Even more extreme, he may have already had a standard answer in mind for selecting who will enter the Lost Paradise, but due to the rules, he needs to go through some procedures..."

Matthew thought calmly.

He recalled the scene of talking to the little boy, although the other party seemed very reluctant when handing him the golden ticket and his words were very harsh.

But judging from the results.

The golden ticket fell into your hands.

Although Matthew gave the tickets away again, the power to decide who owned the tickets was still in his hands.

This is actually a hint.

"If I am overthinking it, then the fact that the ticket once fell into my hands also proves that I am the one favored by luck..."

Matthew had a feeling.

Ever since the balance node was solidified in his body, his luck seemed to be getting better and better.

He can always make more correct judgments.

He even had such an illusion -

It is not that one makes a choice that caters to the direction of fate by observing the equilibrium node;
It is precisely because I made such a choice that the long river of fate flows in the direction I chose...

It seems a bit swollen.

Matthew took a deep breath and quickly dispelled the illusion in his mind that "everything is under control".

"So what if you're lucky? If you don't have enough strength, won't you just give the ticket to Terrast?"

"Although Terrast will not treat me unfairly, I still have to hand over the final decision-making power to others..."

Think about it this way.

Matthew's thoughts calmed down again.

"Humans are indeed creatures that easily become complacent. Extraordinary power..."

He couldn't help but laugh to himself.

However, he also knew that it was impossible not to be distorted by the extraordinary power.

As long as you exercise proper self-control, you can keep possible deviations within an acceptable range.

Moderation is a key element.

It is a symbol of people's ability to harness extraordinary power. Otherwise, they will be lost in the power itself and gradually lose all their humanity.

And besides moderation.

Matthew once worried that his methods were becoming more and more evil.

Soul siphoning, dark slaves, blood evaporation, Kunlan blood book...

These abilities or spells are considered standard features of villains by ordinary people.

They look so evil and powerful.

It seems that the existence of these means itself is a sin.

But when Matthew asked himself, "Did I do something wrong?" the answer was of course no.

“There’s no need to care about what others think of you. Just focus on what you want to do.”

He collected himself.

He then took out a blank parchment scroll and spread it out on a workbench that he had casually summoned.

Then Matthew took a quill and dipped it in ink made from the blood of a wyvern.

He quickly wrote lines of magical words on the scroll.

These magical words formed an oval symbol.

The center of the oval is blank.

finally.

Matthew wrote the following four words in the blank:

control;

mercy;

tolerant;

Peaceful.

next second.

He chanted the spell silently, and the four words emitted a strong and dazzling magical light.

Followed by.

The scroll automatically burned, turning into wisps of faint fragrance that lingered around Matthew.

He felt that his state of mind had become more peaceful.

The area that had previously seemed to be shaking became stable again.

"The mind spell is still somewhat useful..."

A few minutes later.

Matthew wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized that he had overcome another small difficulty without realizing it.

This little trick in the field of illusion is considered by mages to be one of the classic deceptions.

Matthew also felt that this spell was ineffective before.

But this time.

He unexpectedly felt the power that inspired him from within.

It was that power that made him calmer and healed some minor mental trauma.

“The mind is powerful, just as faith is powerful.”

"Mages don't pay attention to their inner selves, and they can't explore spiritual energy. Their discovery of the spiritual world only stays at the level of illusion and divine arts. This is a bit of a pity..."

Matthew thought quietly.

on the data column.

……

“Hint: You have endured a slight backlash from the authority of the Minotaur Lord.

Your mastery over the Tauren realm and its associated powers has grown even deeper!
You have successfully transformed a legendary warrior into your slave. With the help of more factors, your Minotaur authority has been optimized as follows:

1. Immobility: All your immobilization spells or abilities are 50% more effective.

All control spells and abilities are 20% more effective.

2. Domain Penetration: The speed and depth of the Minotaur's domain penetrating into other domains have been significantly improved.

3. Strong Will: Your ability to resist invasion of other people's territory is greatly improved.

Hint: The Minotaur Lord's authority resonates strongly with the soul realm.

You have obtained the authority-derived ability "Soul Pulse"!
Soul Pulse: Creates a vortex of negative energy targeting the soul, and then the center of the vortex emits three rounds of pulse ripples to the surrounding area.

Part of the soul of a unit hit by the pulse wave will be sucked into the magic ball at the center of the vortex. The more times a unit is hit by the pulse wave, the more souls will be sucked in.

The orb will last for 30 to 180 seconds.

During this time, you can choose two actions:

1. Detonate the orb: All units whose souls are absorbed will suffer varying degrees of soul trauma, and their souls will be "vulnerable" for a period of time.

That is, when you use abilities or spells such as "Soul Siphon, Mind Piercing, Bone Crushing Wail", their souls will suffer an additional 50% damage.

When used in conjunction with the authority of the soul realm, it will produce a stronger effect.

2. Exile the Sphere: You can exile the Sphere to any visible range. All units will be forced to move a certain distance towards the Sphere. After that, they must get close to the Sphere as quickly as possible and retrieve their souls to participate, otherwise they will suffer the consequences equivalent to "detonating the Sphere".

Warning: Your soul realm has shrunk and collapsed slightly, and part of it has been occupied by the Minotaur realm.

WARNING: YOUR MINOTAURED AUTHORITY IS INVADING MORE TERRITORIES!"

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"Soul Pulse is a good ability."

"But the Tauren territory seems to be becoming more and more overbearing."

Through perception.

Matthew could see that his own Minotaur territory was like an old tree with twisted roots, whose root system had penetrated deeply into other realms and had a tendency to spread in all directions.

Thanks to this.

The authority of the Minotaur Lord also pierces everywhere.

All elements within the field are now slowly converging towards the Tauren territory.

This is actually not a good phenomenon!

Because in comparison, the balance field, which exists at the bottom of all fields, seems a little too weak.

At least in front of the Minotaur realm.

Balance is nothing!
"My domain system is out of balance..."

Matthew realized the seriousness of the situation.

The main reason was that he didn't expect the Tauren field to develop so fast!

Fortunately.

He is the only one who currently has a monopoly in this field.

Even if there are signs of imbalance, as the lord of the domain, he can easily regain power and avoid backlash from the opponent.

But take a long-term perspective.

This is always a hidden danger.

"There is no problem with the framework that the Tauren realm is above all other realms."

"Today, this domain has nothing to do with the Minotaur. It is the king of the domain that integrates my will."

"The only thing that needs to be solved is the problem of over-infiltration. Because there is a lack of sufficient opponents to check and balance it, it is not only difficult to support other fields to fight against it, but it is also not good for my own future development."

Matthew's thoughts were racing.

The best way is to continue to strengthen the field of balance, and then lead other fields to resist the invasion from the Minotaur.

This kind of resistance is not absolute, but rather a kind of resistance that is both refusal and acceptance, and is neither there nor not there.

It can promote progress in all areas to a certain extent.

But it is not so easy to improve the balance area.

Matthew has reached a bottleneck in writing balanced contracts.

Want to go further.

The most intuitive and simple method is to upgrade the level of the Balance Messenger.

In order to achieve this goal.

The distorted book of balance in Sener's hand is indispensable.

The thought of trying to get something for nothing from Sen'er.

Matthew had a headache.

This guy really has no credibility. The only good news is that he was injured by himself.

This shows that the Legendary Wanderer still has great limitations.

As long as it is handled properly.

Matthew still has a chance to get the book from the other party.

Between thoughts.

Matthew quickly turned back to the Eye Demon Sword Master and took a look.

The Sword Master was safe and sound.

at the same time.

An extremely strong phase force ripples around him——

The phase force that overflowed from Telast's sword seemed to be sucked to the Eye Demon Sword Master's side.

It was the first time that Matthew felt such a deep phase aura.

He tried to comprehend the meaning of it.

But he soon realized that what he was doing was wishful thinking.

"Sure enough, aether and phase are incompatible."

Matthew felt a little regretful.

Immediately, he couldn't help but urge Ah Bing:
"How about you try to comprehend it as well?"

A Bing was stunned for a moment.

Immediately.

A confused look appeared on his silly beauty's face.

However, he still followed Matthew's instructions and sat cross-legged next to the Eye Demon Sword Master.

soon.

A Bing closed his eyes and his breathing became very calm.

Matthew watched from the side for a while and couldn't help asking Peggy:
"Do you think he has realized it?"

Peggy glanced at the motionless soldier:

"he has slept."

Matthew: "..."

Sure enough, even after becoming a dual-blade sage, Ah Bing’s intelligence could not be trusted!
Matthew checked the surroundings.

Then, thinking that the time was almost up, he walked slowly towards the direction sensed by the "Kunlan Blood Letter".

……

Edge of the market area.

Next to a half-collapsed troll statue.

Little Ingram looked gloomily at the Black Dragon Legion that had surrounded him.

now.

The scales on all the black dragons opened upwards, and bursts of white steam came out from inside.

Their eyeballs were more swollen than ever and filled with bloodshot.

The black dragons' breathing was also heavier than usual.

Regarding this abnormal phenomenon.

Little Ingram is all too familiar with——

This is Ordesia using secret methods to burn the vitality of the black dragons, thereby greatly enhancing their combat effectiveness and mobility!
He knew how much Aldessia loved her children.

In the past.

Not until it's absolutely necessary.

She would never use this secret method of draining the pond to catch all the fish.

But now.

In order to catch up with me, to surround me, she did it without hesitation!

It felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on little Ingram's chest.

He felt like he was having a hard time breathing.

What's even worse is.

He could feel that the Blood Angels were constantly draining his mana and concentration!
This made him particularly passive when facing Aldessia's attack.

The huge sense of crisis made him a little crazy:

"why?"

"Why are you chasing me so hard?"

"Have you forgotten that we were once comrades who fought side by side?"

He couldn't help but question loudly. Aldessia looked at him coldly.

She did not respond to what little Ingram said, but ordered her black dragons to launch a more fierce attack!
"I know you're not really under his control!"

Little Ingram shouted at the top of his lungs:

"He was the one who gave you the order to hunt me down, right?"

"He controlled your soul, that's why you did such a crazy thing."

"It must be...it must be!"

"There must be some way to circumvent his control over you..."

But heard here.

The Black Dragon Mother, who always had a stern face, actually opened her mouth on her own initiative.

She said calmly:
"No, it's not."

"He didn't give me any instructions."

"I volunteered to hunt you down."

Little Ingram suddenly showed an expression of disbelief:

"why?"

"Can't you just let me go?"

"I will find a way to save you, wait until Ulmasi..."

His words were ruthlessly interrupted by Ordesia:
"Put aside your hypocritical disguise!"

"You can't save anyone!"

"You can't protect anyone!"

"Leon is dead, my soul is almost permanently exiled, and your so-called Blood Angel was beaten and fled by an old elf!"

"I shouldn't have believed your lies."

"Face your fate, little Ingram, you are a loser!"

Little Ingram's face showed a strong sense of unwillingness.

But at this time.

Aldessia suddenly let out a long roar, and red flames ignited on her body. Following that came her signature magic-sealing ball and the coordinated attack of the four most powerful black dragons!
A big hole was torn in the elemental army's defense line.

Even if the great elemental elders tried to make amends.

But in the face of the Black Dragon Mother's fearless attack.

The elemental beings retreated.

five minutes later.

A headless corpse fell to the ground in a mess.

But his head was held in the air by his hair with one hand of Ordesia.

Tick ​​tock.

The blood fell with the precision of timed drops of water.

However, even if the body and head are separated.

Little Ingram did not die immediately.

He just stared at those eyes, as if he was dying with his eyes open, and muttered:

"why?"

"why?"

Looking at that handsome and pitiful face.

A rare hint of tenderness flashed across Ordesia's cold face.

She bent down and whispered in his ear:
"do you know?
I used to like you -

I like your high spirits.

I like your grand plan and ambition.

I also like the gentle yet domineering look in your eyes when you secretly look at me..."

Hear this.

Little Ingram seemed to come alive.

But his eyes soon turned extremely resentful:

"why?"

"Then why did you do this to me?"

Aldessia gently stroked his head, then buried it hard in her chest, as if whispering to her lover:
"Because you've seen me at my most miserable and humble."

"Do you know? When I was exiled, I really hoped that the person who appeared in front of me was you, but unfortunately..."

"If you can kill Matthew, then I'm yours."

"Otherwise, this will be the ending now. I will kill you and become Matthew's... No, I am his now. Don't you understand?"

She chuckled as she spoke:

"There is only one person in this world who can witness my weakness and humility."

"Now, that person is Matthew."

"So, you must die..."

next second.

She held her hands in claw-like positions, pressing on little Ingram's features, with black lines spreading out from her palms.

Little Ingram wailed violently for a while.

Then there was no sound.

After doing all this, Aldessia stood there blankly.

A tear fell on little Ingram's head.

She wiped her tears and an unnatural smile appeared on her face.

Available in the next second.

The head in her arms actually moved!
Aldessia looked down in surprise.

But he found that not only the head, but also the headless body of little Ingram stood up from the ground!
After a while.

Only then did she realize what was happening and looked to the side.

there.

The handsome and somewhat unbelievable necromancer was walking towards her.

Do not know why.

A sickly blush appeared on Ordesia's face, which had just wiped away her tears.

But soon.

She realized with disappointment.

Matthew's attention was not on her.

Seems compared to myself.

Matthew is more concerned about...

Ingram Jr.?
Aldessia couldn't help biting her lip. She glared at Matthew hatefully, then stepped aside silently.

Matthew was indeed more concerned about the state of little Ingram's body.

Because when he was using the necromancy to resurrect little Ingram, he unexpectedly discovered that the other party's soul had disappeared!
But very quickly.

Matthew successfully found the other party's soul hidden in a Horcrux he carried with him -

This may be a little difficult for ordinary necromancers.

But for Matthew, who has a balanced sense, it is as simple as going home for dinner.

soon.

He extracted the other person's soul from the Horcrux.

"let me go!"

"You have already taken possession of my body, are you going to desecrate my soul?"

Young Ingram glared at Matthew.

Matthew raised his eyebrows:
"Given your current situation, do you think it's appropriate to continue yelling at me?"

Little Ingram said bitterly:
"Then don't expect me to submit to you like that bitch!"

"I should have seen through her true nature."

"She is a slut who can be slept with by anyone. Just wait and see. Sooner or later, she will betray you without hesitation..."

Aldessia’s face turned pale.

But under Matthew's intimidation, she didn't dare to do anything beyond the limit.

Matthew said calmly:

"I won't deny that I'm somewhat interested in you."

"But that doesn't mean you can squander my patience at will."

"Listen, I have a soul contract here..."

But he wasn't done yet.

A small crack appeared behind little Ingram's soul.

Whoosh!
A huge attraction came from the crack, sucking most of his soul in!
"No, no, no, help me!"

Little Ingram seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, and the facial features of his soul instantly twisted into a ball:
"I sign, I sign!"

"Give me the contract! You are my master...ah!"

The words have not yet fallen.

His soul was completely sucked into the crack.

Followed by.

Even Matthew and Aldessia were seriously affected!
Fortunately, Matthew reacted very quickly.

He grasped the divinity with one hand, picked up the sword of killing with the other, and stabbed it towards the crack!
The latter shrank violently and then immediately disappeared.

Matthew looked down.

On the tip of the Sword of Slaughter, there was a drop of black blood crystal!
"This is also the way a classic summoner dies..."

According to incomplete statistics.

At least half of the summoners in the history of Aiendor died at the hands of powerful beings they summoned and which they had no control over.

The remaining quarter died from the summoned creatures they summoned, which they could have controlled but suddenly went out of control.

The special power system determines that this profession can only be inherited and handed over perfectly.

Otherwise it will be difficult to have a good ending.

Matthew couldn't help but shook his head.

Obvious.

Little Ingram's soul was eaten alive by the Blood Angel Urmas, whom he summoned.

This can also be inferred from the side.

The battle in the Dark Kingdom was far from as smooth as little Ingram had expected.

Pity……

Matthew is quite interested in the summoner's system.

If young Ingram had agreed earlier and completed the signing of the contract, Matthew might have been able to keep him.

And now.

He could only find a way to squeeze more money out of the opponent's body.

This is much less efficient than torturing the soul.

Compared to Matthew's loss.

Aldessia seemed much happier.

After little Ingram died completely.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, and even her eyes became brighter and more charming.

"Where are the four elemental elders?"

"What about the elemental life?"

Matthew asked casually as he examined little Ingram's body.

Aldessia replied:
"In the contract between elemental beings and summoners, they are not obligated to serve little Ingram until death."

"A group of elementals had already died in your hands before, so many elemental lives had already intended to retreat. After I killed little Ingram, they all fled in all directions."

"Elemental beings are like this. It's hard to be loyal to them..."

Matthew nodded slightly:

"Is your black dragon okay?"

Ordesia felt warm in her heart:
"fine."

"I'll take good care of them."

Subsequently.

She looked at Matthew who was concentrating on touching the corpse, and suddenly said softly:

"Owner……"

"Can I just call you by your first name?"

Matthew answered without turning his head:
"No."

Tears suddenly appeared at the edges of Ordesia's eyes.

She looks so pitiful that one can't help but want to hold her in their arms and cherish her.

But Matthew didn't buy it at all.

The Mother of Black Dragons was indeed somewhat pretty, but far inferior to Sif.

Her charm is all supported by her figure and temperament.

Matthew had been happy to look at her a few more times before.

But after being tamed with the Kunlan Blood Book.

He lost all interest.

Compared to Ordesia herself, Matthew was more interested in the black dragons under her command:
"How did you breed so many strong black dragons?"

"Your nickname is Mother of Black Dragon. Could it be that you gave birth to all of them?"

Aldessia hesitated.

Then she nodded slightly:
"I gave birth to them all."

Matthew was shocked.

He looked Ordesia up and down. Although this woman was 1.9 meters tall and had a first-rate figure, wasn't it too exaggerated to have a black dragon?

"Um, how exactly did you do that?"

"I know you are a warlock, but can you turn into a black dragon?"

Matthew became interested and couldn't help asking questions.

Aldessia noticed the passion in Matthew's eyes, and her expression became a little strange.

She pondered and said:

"I can indeed transform into a black dragon for a short period of time, but I don't have much combat power, and it can't last long."

"All my babies were born in human form."

"Well, all I lay are dragon eggs. The subsequent hatching requires a special dragon breeding farm..."

Matthew became more interested:
"Since you are the mother of black dragons, then who are the fathers of black dragons?"

Aldessia blushed:
"No."

"I... I'm still a virgin."

Matthew frowned:

"I don't care about that."

"So you're parthenogenetic?"

Aldessia shook her head:
"Not at all."

"It's quite complicated to explain. I myself haven't figured out the principle behind this ability."

"Many years ago, I was hunted by my enemies and eventually fled to a very strange area. It can be said that there was no life in that area, and not a single blade of grass grew."

"I walked through it and eventually came to a river. The river felt very mysterious and ancient."

"To satisfy my hunger, I ate some fruits and leaves growing by the river."

"After I left there, I found that I had the ability to lay dragon eggs..."

"Because I have the power of the black dragon in my blood, all my offspring are black dragons."

"If the power of other dragons is injected into my blood, I think I will have a chance to give birth to other true dragons..."

"But every time I lay eggs and breed, it will be a huge expense and burden for me..."

Aldessia explained carefully.

She had thought Matthew would be more interested in her body that could lay dragon eggs.

Who knew the first question the other party asked was:
"Can you still find the river now?"

Aldessia thought for a moment:

"uncertain."

"But I can try..."

Matthew glanced at the data column.

……

"Hint: You have obtained the "clue to the Rootless River" (Sword of the Thorn Blossom)!"

……

(End of this chapter)